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Two other titles (besides Jessica Hagedorn’s Dream Jungle, reviewed here last week) for which our expatriate writers and editors have recently been responsible give us further reason to rejoice. Both are anthologies of "our own voices." 


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Indecipherable peaks in Ciudad de Victoria

By Juaniyo Arcellana | December 14, 2019 - 12:00am

Lines snaked around the Philippine Arena Wednesday to watch one of the iconic rock bands for the generation that came of age...

Entertainment

Fine, ludic, sublime poetry

By Alfred A. Yuson | October 17, 2004 - 12:00am

Three of the finest books I’ve read intently this year are poetry books, and I’m so pleased to say that the authors are Filipinos who also happen to be my friends. They have something else in common. Jon...

Arts and Culture

Fine, ludic, sublime poetry

By Alfred A. Yuson | October 11, 2004 - 12:00am

Three of the finest books I’ve read intently this year are poetry books, and I’m so pleased to say that the authors are Filipinos who also happen to be my friends. They have something else in common. Jon...

Arts and Culture

Trans-Pacific book barter

By Alfred A. Yuson | August 9, 2004 - 12:00am

Lord, am I drowning in books. Piles of the stuff just keep rising all over increasingly constricted floor space, and I mean floor space, of which the attic-library has run out of, very nearly. I have yet to find...

Arts and Culture

In the company of broad shoulders

By Alfred A. Yuson | April 5, 2004 - 12:00am

CHICAGO – Imagine a score-strong company of Filipino poets and writers conjoining together, or dispersing among hundreds of American writers and academics of all stripes, shapes, and sizes. Place them in a grand...

Arts and Culture

Our own voices

By Alfred A. Yuson | January 5, 2004 - 12:00am

(Second of 2 parts) Two other titles (besides Jessica Hagedorn’s Dream Jungle, reviewed here last week) for which our expatriate writers and editors have recently been responsible give us further reason to...

Arts and Culture

Bulletin board

By Alfred A. Yuson | January 21, 2002 - 12:00am

Part of the satisfaction in running a regular column, other than having a potential bully pulpit, is the opportunity to render humanitarian service, as when it welcomes the posting of announcements, congratulations,...

Arts and Culture

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